It had just been a couple of days since Summer landed in Ecrin, so, she was still trying to get her bearings. Wandering into a quaint local shop, she saw something that she liked and tried to ask to see it. The person started speaking to her in Italian and she attempted to communicate about three times, coming off short. Exasperated, she glanced at a person nearby. “Hey, do you understand me?” Summer questioned. “If you do, can you help me out? How do I say ‘I cannot understand a bloody word you’re saying’ in Italian?”
















